How to Turn All Your Essays into Feminist Rants No Matter the Subject Matter: An Autobiography by Me
How to Turn All Your Essays into Feminist Rants No Matter the Subject Matter: An Autobiography by Me
We r in luv
I am trying to grow my hair out
not so I can be the perfect picture of femininity
just so I can pull it up without any clips or pins
so that half of my hair won’t get plastered to my neck
with sweat anytime I run or skate in this heat
I am trying not to care about my hair so much
I am trying to remember to call my parents
Not because I have to or because I should, but because I want to
Because I miss them, and I want to hear my mother talk about her
garden and I want to hear my father report on the cats and my brother
I am trying to let them know this is not an obligation
I am trying to stop worrying
About my future and about the state of the world.
Not because these things are not cause for concern, but because I have learned
that worrying will do absolutely nothing to decrease my carbon foot print
and worrying will not get me a job and worrying will not do , well, anything.
I am trying to take action to fix these problems.
I am trying to be more social
but still some nights my friends leave for a party just as I am going to bed.
I want to find the same appeal that so many of peers have found
in a crowded room, in a red plastic cup, in the kiss of a stranger.
I want to be happy to be doing what I’m doing with the people I’m doing it with.
I am trying not to do things just because I think I am supposed to do them.
I am trying to take care of myself.
Although I relish the feeling of an empty stomach
I am eating properly, I am putting nutrients into my body.
I am drinking water, and exercising, and taking my medicine.
I am communicating and ejecting toxic things and people from my life.
I am trying to get better.
I am trying to learn daily
I am listening and writing and reading and sewing
and painting and drawing and playing and strumming
and baking and searching and biking and exploring
and planting and running and singing
I am trying to grow.
I am trying to be a good person
gracious and graceful, understanding of those more ignorant,
gentle to those who do not understand.
I am aware of my faults and I am working on them, slowly.
I am choosing my company based on how they treat me
rather than their taste, their talent, their intellect, the books they read
I am trying to see more good people in the world.
I am trying
I am trying
I am trying
I am trying.
how people on tumblr react to everything
The first gif is literally always my reaction to things.
